It's My Fear, It's My Nightmare... Poem by RK

...It's coming down on me,
All those hours of waiting are over;
There seems no part of me wanting to leave,
When I decide what it is I wanted
And I climbed to the top of the hill...

...Then you saw me dancing upon a tombstone,
Digging the grave of my own...
Fighting my evil blues and praising the black rain,
Taking my journey on age old train...

...And you summoned my name
Over the ocean tracks and back again
Straight to you, and then...

...Inside my head you found redemption
Inside your flesh we're safe and sound
With your hands folded over mine
With your eyes following me around
With your breath waking me in the morning
With your smell on my hands all day
With the tide that goes a turning
...Sweeping the ashes of my nightmares away...

Without the rain that kept on falling
Without the end of two worlds coming together
With your red taste upon my lips
With your finger scars on my chest
With my bloody bites on your neck
With your hair curling on my body
With a fine spray of your affection
...Waving the black clouds trying to hide your ray...

...When I slept at your house last night,
More like a flat really,
Had a different nightmare
And I woke up full of fear
Perhaps it was the stuff
I smoked last night
Or maybe that raw chilled bear,
Not sure, not very clear;
Perhaps caused by past forgotten tear;
Or perhaps, thoughts of losing you, my dear...